It is the same as ever, will it never change? Unadressed writinges never sent as they were planned Yet they've always meant what say aloud I can't Can't get away from the dark It's time to end this charade Where all throughout the game Unfinished dreams were all I've made Is there a requiem for those alive Who have lost it all in their own schemes Always planning, not forgiving Unforgiven and alone with silent screams Different faces I have too, I fear Just one inside but a variety to show Those seen by you won't shed a tear The hidden one you'll never know There is a thing that I have lost That was not to be found at all Not even in the first place Now that I've discovered it I can no more let it go And keep chasing after it Investigating any traceBirth sign: Capricorn
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